The real daughter's life was stolen, and she was reborn and became the best in the capital

Eunuch An smiled and sighed, then greeted Yuan Yu: "Second Young Master, please take a seat first. I will ask someone to prepare it for you."

He said this and went out first.

Yuan Yu looked at Gu Mingheng in surprise and couldn't help but stop.

"Why are you willing to drink today?" He looked incredulous, thinking he was dreaming.

Seeing Gu Mingheng walking towards the desk, Yuan Yu followed with a glass of wine in his hand. Standing in front of the desk, Yuan Yu looked at Gu Mingheng suspiciously and asked, "Gu Mingheng, have you been possessed by someone?"

Gu Mingheng looked up, glanced at him coldly, then lowered his head again, looking as if he was too lazy to say anything more to him.

However, seeing his expression, Yuan Yu felt relieved.

"Fortunately, fortunately, no one took over my body."

It seems that Gu Mingheng is just in a good mood today.

Yuan Yu put the jar of wine on the table, then moved a chair over and found two wine glasses.

He was so familiar with the Chang'an Palace that he felt like half the owner of it.

He didn't need anyone to serve him, so he gathered everything by himself, then poured two glasses of wine, one for Gu Mingheng and one for himself.

Seeing Gu Mingheng picking up the pen to write, Yuan Yu couldn't help but ask curiously: "What are you writing? You look so serious."

Gu Mingheng was very frugal with words, and without even raising his head, he said, "Reply."

"Reply?"

Yuan Yu was surprised: "Do you have anything to reply to?"

Everyone in the capital knows that this master hates to attend banquets. In recent years, apart from palace banquets, he has not been seen attending any other banquets.

Who is so honorable that he could ask this host to write a reply personally?

He actually already had an answer in his mind, but Yuan Yu still leaned over to take a look, and sure enough, it was as expected.

It really is that person.

"It seems like you get along well with her?" Yuan Yu asked.

The last time he went to the palace, he learned from his aunt that they had eaten lunch together.

No wonder Gu Mingheng, this ascetic monk, is willing to drink now.

Seeing that his friend could slowly let it go, Yuan Yu felt relieved. He was afraid that the person was really jealous of his friend and that Gu Mingheng would be even more unwilling to let him go.

Fortunately.

Gu Mingheng did not respond to Yuan Yu's words, but wrote his reply seriously.

Yuan Yu had long been accustomed to getting along with him like this, and he poured himself a drink and drank slowly.

Thinking of Wu Ji's hasty departure just now, Yuan Yu asked curiously: "By the way, I just saw Wu Ji outside, he said he was going to Shaoxing."

"Why did you send people to Shaoxing for no reason? Something happened again."

Gu Mingheng was still replying, still without looking up, he said: "Buy some wine."

"Buying wine?"

Yuan Yu was stunned for a moment: "Why do you think of buying wine when you don't like it?"

Shaoxing rice wine is famous all over the world, and Yuan Yu naturally knows it.

There are also people around him who love wine, and many of them send people to Shaoxing to buy wine every year, but Gu Mingheng is not a wine lover now.

It's too strange to send someone to Shaoxing specifically to buy wine.

Yuan Yu looked at him strangely: "Are you going to drink it yourself, or give it to someone else?"

"Giving it away."

"deliver……"

Yuan Yu was about to ask who it was for, but when he caught a glimpse of the serious look on his face as he replied, he quickly got the answer.

Who else can I send it to?

In this whole world, apart from the person to whom he replied, who else could trouble this host to travel thousands of miles to buy wine for someone?

"I haven't heard that Princess Changle loves wine. Besides, why would you give someone wine for no reason?" Yuan Yu muttered to himself. Thinking of something, he suddenly leaned over to take a look at the post.

August 23rd...

This day must sound too familiar to Yuan Yu now.

The person who is being talked about the most outside now is Princess Changle. Yuan Yu can hear it in the Dali Temple, in other government offices, and even when he returns home.

Birthday, wine, invitations...

Yuan Yu suddenly raised his head and looked at Gu Mingheng opposite him. One half of his face was suspicious, while the other half was filled with indescribable emotions. He was still muttering in his heart, "It can't be true..."

"Gu Mingheng..."

He looked at the man opposite him with a difficult expression and asked, "Don't tell me, are you going to give this wine to Princess Changle as a birthday gift?"

Yuan Yu asked word by word.

After asking, I was still muttering in my heart, "No way, no way."

Gu Mingheng had just finished replying to the post and had just put down his pen. When he heard this, he raised his head and said, "Yes, what's wrong?"

"What's wrong?"

Yuan Yu had a look of shock on his face, to say that he was dumbfounded would not be an exaggeration.

"Gu Mingheng, are you crazy? You actually gave wine to a girl on her birthday?" Yuan Yu was so stunned by his good friend's behavior that he didn't even bother to drink the wine.

After putting down the wine cup, Yuan Yu placed his hands on the table and leaned over to look at his friend in front of him. After looking for a long time, he finally said something inexplicably: "I am really worried about your future wife now."

Gu Mingheng frowned: "What does it have to do with my future wife?"

Instead, he looked at Yuan Yu with a strange expression and asked, "And why can't I give her wine? She likes this, so I give her this, what's so strange about that?"

"What's weird?"

Yuan Yu stared, and was about to say something, but suddenly realized the meaning of this sentence. He was stunned and asked: "How do you know she likes it? Did she tell you? When?"

He mumbled a lot.

Gu Mingheng ignored him and just shouted "Zhuo Qian".

Someone came in immediately.

"Your Majesty."

"Take the reply and deliver it to Marquis Anyuan's Mansion." Gu Mingheng instructed him.

Zhuo Qian agreed, took the note from Gu Mingheng, and immediately left.

Yuan Yu was still asking questions over there.

But Gu Mingheng was very tight-lipped and would not pay attention to what he said, let alone say anything to him.

……

The next day.

Mingjin wakes up.

It's a sunny and beautiful day outside.

She got up from the bed with the help of Chunyu and Huasui. Just as she was about to finish her makeup and go to the next room to have breakfast with her grandmother, she heard Chunyu's voice saying, "Madam is here. She is still talking to the eldest princess next door."

Ming Jin raised an eyebrow.

Her mother had been staying indoors and refusing to see anyone since she was punished by her grandmother that day. Today, no one knew why she came here.

But she was too lazy to pay attention.

"Then let someone bring breakfast over here." She didn't want to go over there at this time, so as not to run into Zhou Zhaoru.

She herself is fine.

I was just afraid that something might happen and make things difficult for my grandmother.

Chunyu nodded gently and went out to give orders.

On this side, Ming Jin was being helped by Hua Sui to dress and wash, while on the other side, Zhou Zhaoru was talking to Princess Fuhua about Ming Jingheng's marriage.

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were as close as mother and daughter when they were young.

Princess Fuhua had no daughter, and Zhou Zhaoru was the son of her good friend, so she had watched him grow up.

When Zhou Zhaoru first came into the palace, Princess Fuhua felt so much pity for her that it was no exaggeration to say that she treated her like her own daughter.

Now they are sitting on both sides.

The daughter-in-law speaks respectfully and politely, and the mother-in-law is distant.

"Heng'er has indeed reached the age to get married. Do you have a candidate in mind?" Princess Fuhua asked Zhou Zhaoru while turning the Buddhist beads in her hand.

Zhou Zhaoru lowered his head and replied, "Yes, there are a few candidates, and I want to ask your opinion."

Princess Fuhua didn't want to get involved in her grandchildren's marriages.

She herself had fallen into trouble with her daughter-in-law, and now she was only half-familiar with her. She also knew that her daughter-in-law didn't want her to care about these things.

Living under the same roof, Princess Fuhua didn't want to be disliked.

But Heng Ge'er is the eldest grandson and the successor to the Anyuan Marquis Mansion. He will be responsible for the Anyuan Marquis Mansion in the future, so his wife naturally needs to be capable and far-sighted, which is not something that everyone can do.

"I didn't want to get involved in this matter. After all, it's you who will be living with my daughter-in-law in the future. As long as you and Brother Heng are happy and satisfied, I naturally have no objection."

Princess Fuhua said this while turning the Buddhist beads in her hand.

"But since you came here to ask, I, an old woman, will help you with some advice."

Zhou Zhaoru did not dare to be arrogant in front of her. Hearing this, he hurriedly replied: "You are the grandmother of Heng'er, and the ancestor of our mansion. The candidate for Heng'er's wife must be approved by you."

Princess Fuhua did not comment on this, but continued to spin her Buddhist beads and said, "Tell me who you have in mind."

Zhou Zhaoru did not hide anything and told others about the candidates she had chosen.

Although Princess Fuhua had not been in the capital for many years, she was still very clear about what was happening here.

She also knew all of Zhou Zhaoru's candidates.

They are indeed all good candidates.

Princess Fuhua already had a candidate in mind, but she didn't say it right away. Instead, she asked Zhou Zhaoru, "Which one do you like best?"

Seeing Zhou Zhaoru hesitated and didn't dare to speak directly, Princess Fuhua said calmly: "Go ahead, let me see what you think first."

Zhou Zhaoru then spoke up: "My favorite daughter-in-law is the eldest daughter of Lord Xu Sining, the Minister of the Dali Temple."

"The daughter of the Minister of Personnel is indeed not bad. She has a good family background and a good personality, and she has a plan for success. But her mother died early, and her daughter-in-law has had contact with her stepmother, who is not easy to get along with. Her father also favors his concubine over his wife, and her daughter-in-law is afraid that it will be troublesome if she gets married in the future."

"As for the daughter of Lord Zhang from the Honglu Temple, although her family is okay, this girl is younger and has a more arrogant personality."

"Although it's normal for girls of this age to be arrogant and lively, Heng'er's wife will have to take care of our entire mansion in the future. She can't really act like a child and let Heng'er follow her around to clean up for her."

"The daughter of Lord Xu, the Chief Justice of the Dali Temple..." When Zhou Zhaoru talked about this person, a smile appeared on his face, and he was obviously very satisfied with this candidate.

"The Xu family has a clean and upright family tradition, and the parents are loving. My daughter-in-law has met this Miss Xu before. She is gentle and generous. I heard that she took care of the family very early. Last year, her mother was ill for two months, and it was Miss Xu who took care of the family. She has done nothing wrong, and she is a good person."

Princess Fuhua listened to everything and was actually satisfied in her heart.

Let’s not talk about other things about her as a daughter-in-law, but she still has the necessary vision and thoughts, and the wife she chose for Heng Ge’er is one of the best.

I don't specifically pick those who are easy to deal with.

The girl she was thinking of just now was from Lord Xu's family.

"Let's first ask Heng Ge'er what he thinks. If he is also interested, then our two families can get together. Marriage is a big deal, and both families must be satisfied. We can't just be the only one who is enthusiastic."

Seeing that she was also satisfied, Zhou Zhaoru began to return to his old ways.

"Which family wouldn't be vying for a husband like Heng'er? It's their blessing that we've fallen in love with the Xu family's daughter. Are they really going to reject us?"

Princess Fuhua's expression, which had just relaxed, turned cold again because of these words.

She wanted to say something to her, but after looking at Zhou Zhaoru, her lips moved and she gave up in the end.

The relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is not good to begin with.

If you talk too much and she won't listen, you will blame her, which will only add to the resentment.

Princess Fuhua didn't say much, and said calmly: "Okay, you go back first, and come back to tell me when there is news from the Xu family."

Zhou Zhaoru was suddenly ordered to leave and his face froze.

Glancing at the old man sitting above, Zhou Zhaoru moved his lips, wanting to say something, but swallowed it back.

"……Yes."

She stood up, lowered her head and bowed to Princess Fuhua before she walked out.

Holding his anger, Zhou Zhaoru walked outside and suddenly looked towards the next room.

The door over there is open.

Zhou Zhaoru heard the servants calling her "Madam" in a loud voice, and she didn't believe that the people in the room couldn't hear it!

But even so, there was no movement over there. It was still quiet and no one came out.

Zhou Zhaoru looked at it for a long time, feeling angry and hurt, his eyes were sore and swollen, and he felt uncomfortable.

But in front of the old ancestor inside, she didn't dare to do anything. No matter how angry she was, she could only grit her teeth and walk away holding her anger.